Chapter 303 Three Divine Skills
"You don't need to raise the dead!" Negris sprayed the blood on the spot on the spot.
Liu was very persistent, and even dragged a zombie over: "I raised it, it's smart."
The zombie looked at Liu, then Naig, and finally looked at Ange, and slowly knelt down towards Ange.
"Hey, you are wise, Lich?" Negris leaned over in surprise and looked carefully.
After studying it for a while, I found that it was indeed a lich, a lich who had just awakened to wisdom.
"You raised it?" Negris asked suspiciously. Undead creatures still need to be raised?
Every intelligent undead creature is precious, because the number is too rare, among millions of undead creatures, there may be only a few intelligent ones.
There are more than 3,000 intelligent undead creatures in the Darkside City, which have been accumulated over thousands of years and based on a population of billions.
The average life expectancy of human beings in this era is only in their forties, and a thousand years is enough for dozens of replacements.
"The one I raised was stupid at the beginning, and I talked to it a lot, and then it became smarter." Liu spoke with great effort, fearing that Negris would not believe it, he kept patting his chest hard.
Negris really didn't believe it: "You mean you just talked to it, and it changed from a stupid zombie to a smart skeleton? Are you lying to ghosts? It's so easy, the lich has already run all over the place. It's okay. Yes, I know, if you want to take care of them, you can take care of them after reincarnation."
Although she didn't believe it, Negris still gave her this chance. Zombie flying dragons don't need to eat and drink, but maintenance is still needed.
The trouble now is that there are more than a hundred living dragons. Breeding flying dragons is not an easy task. Otherwise, there would not be only one flying dragon knights in all parts of the plane. transported.
They are timid, yes, timid, otherwise they would not scare dozens to hundreds of them to death on the spot, and they are prone to get sick after being frightened, and they can infect various poultry and bird plagues.
Secondly, the food is very refined and expensive. I don’t eat ordinary grains, but only eat meat and soybeans. I also pay attention to the handling of food, otherwise I will have diarrhea.
Beauty God City doesn't even raise horses, but raises hundreds of flying dragons? If you don't want to kill them all, forget about the reincarnated immortal flying dragon.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly sensed some fluctuations. Looking back, he saw Ange pull out a phantom from the body of the biggest flying dragon, and punched the phantom, smashing something.
"Changbada... Beauty Fist, you saved the Beauty Fist, but use it here? You..." Negris had no time to stop him, so he could only complain.
When Long Island rescued the stuck egg, An Ge did not use the Beauty God Fist, because he had already found out the most trouble-free way to solve the stuck egg.
Brusque is also more willing to use this method, because he can understand it. The Beauty Fist is too profound, and he can't understand it. What if after smashing the defect of the stuck egg, it also smashes something else?
No one is willing to use a technology that has not been proven by time on their own children. If there is another more reliable method, it must be more reliable.
So Ange's Beauty Fist was saved.
Now, the Beauty God Fist that was so hard to save, let him be wasted on a flying dragon, he was really pissed off.
But Negris is used to it, and if Ange follows its train of thought one day, it may not be used to it.
After sulking for a while, it calmed down and asked, "What did you drop?"
Angle said: "The defect of the stomach."
"Stomach defect? Does it have gastrointestinal problems?" Negris asked puzzled.
This flying dragon is tall and strong, and it doesn't look like it has any stomach problems at all. According to its understanding of Meishenquan, to change the flaws, Ange must know where the flaws are, otherwise there is no way to start. How did he know that the dragon's stomach is defective.
"It said, Flying Dragon, it made it." After Ange finished speaking, he ordered two hundred little fat sheep to come over, and then transferred more than ten tons of grain and more than ten tons of dried seaweed, and finally walked to a big rock.
This stone was taller than Ange, and it might weigh several tons. Ange hugged it and tried to lift it up.
Luther trotted over and said courteously, "My lord, I'm here to help, and everyone is here to help."
However, before he could get close, Ange lightened his hands suddenly, and he lifted up the straw all over the sky. The stones weighing several tons turned into straws weighing several tons under the eyes of everyone, and Ange raised them with a clatter.
A straw weighing several tons is much larger than a stone of the same weight.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and their jaws almost didn't drop. Although they had all seen the straw owl that Xiaobu transformed into, that scene was completely incomparable to Ange's now, far worse.
The large stone weighing several tons turned into straw under the eyes of everyone, and its volume soared by more than ten times. Ange used too much force and even lifted part of it into the sky. This contrast between heavy and light, small and big is really shocking.
"God... a miracle." Lisa murmured.
As a former saint of light, this scene had a particularly big impact on her, because in the creation legend in the holy scriptures of light, there is a description of the creation god turning mud into rice. Although Ange is not changing rice now, but Changing straws, but the essence is the same, is to change one substance into another substance, which is the way of creation.
Negris was more impacted, but it wasn't because the stone turned into straw, but because of Ange's "it said". Only Negris could recognize who this "it" was.
"Bloodline inheritance, you mean, every time you transform into a dragon god, does the bloodline inheritance tell you something?" Negris asked impatiently after pulling Ange out of the straw pile.
Ange said before that the dragon god told him something about him, but it was not the dragon god, but the bloodline inheritance. At that time, he had never seen a flying dragon, and the bloodline would not awaken these things.
If facing the transformation of the flying dragon knight this time, he passed on these knowledge, it means that every time the dragon god transforms, he can awaken something.
Angus nodded.
Negris slapped his psoas muscles: "Let me just say, why do you learn so many new tricks every time you transform into a dragon god, and you also know a lot of things that have nothing to do with planting. I obviously haven't taught you. Dare is your blood." Inherited."
"Flying dragon, it was made, it has defects, weak stomach, non-vegetarian, destroy it." An Ge habitually jumped out a few words.
"Pfft, vegetarian?" Negris widened its longan eyes, making the flying dragon vegetarian? Isn't soy vegetarian?
"It's not vegetarian enough, it's better to eat grass." Ange walked up to the big flying dragon and pointed his fingers at it.
Feilong soon became hungry, looked at those little fat sheep, and looked around hesitantly.
Under normal circumstances, knights and attendants would come to handle the food for it in person, but after looking around, it seemed that no one wanted to do this.
So hungry that he couldn't help it, Feilong could only do it himself, and opened his bloody mouth to Little Sheep: ah~~~ah~~~ah~~~
"Isn't this a fool, what does it just open its mouth for?"
"It... seems to be waiting for the lamb to come into its mouth."
"..."
With no one to help it, these spoiled flying dragons, who were even fed, finally regained the instinct to eat before starving to death, biting a fat and juicy lamb, chewing and swallowing the fur and skin together.
One bite at a time, they ate dozens of little fat sheep, but An Ge refused to let them eat, pointing at the dried seaweed.
The flying dragon wanted to pick up the little fat sheep several times, but An Ge slapped it back. It was so hungry that it couldn't bear it anymore, so it had no choice but to gnaw the dried seaweed reluctantly.
After eating a few mouthfuls, Ange threw it a little fat sheep, and after eating a few mouthfuls of dried seaweed, Ange threw it a little fat sheep again. In just a few tens of minutes, the flying dragon that forcibly took meat as its staple food changed its habits. , dried seaweed as a staple food.
Switching to an ordinary flying dragon, the diet has changed so much that the stomach and intestines can't adapt to it. Now it is estimated that it has diarrhea, but the flying dragon is fine.
Not only that, but its teeth are also changing. Molars that are more suitable for grinding have grown, and the sharp canines have greatly degenerated.
After its molars formed, Ange didn't let it eat the dried seaweed, but only gave it straw. The flying dragon failed to resist, and after being too hungry, he finally gnawed on the straw happily.
Straw can be eaten, and other plants are naturally fine. Ange brought some grass, and it also tasted sweet.
With a beautiful fist, he forcibly turned the meat-eating flying dragon into a grass-eating flying dragon.
Negris's eyes twinkled, he knew what this meant too well, if flying dragons could eat grass, then the grass on Dragon Island alone could support tens of thousands of flying dragons.
Dragon beasts are actually livestock raised by the dragon clan. In the past, the dragon clan raised dragon beasts mainly for food.
But raising dragon beasts requires a lot of meat, so the dragon raised some grass-eating sheep and raised them. The dragons discovered that sheep were used to raise dragon beasts, and they would eat dragon beasts, so why not just eat sheep? ?
As a result, the dragons raised grass-fed animals such as cattle and sheep, and the meat-eating dragons and beasts were driven away, leaving them to fend for themselves.
When he was young, Negris thought about this question: Obviously, dragon beasts eat meat and are not easy to raise. Why did the Dragon God create such a species?
Now it kind of understands that the species created by the Dragon God are not perfect, or in other words, they are not the perfection that the Dragon God needs.
When Dragon God Anger transformed, his blood inherited the Dragon God's knowledge of flying dragons, and he happened to have the magical skill of Beauty God Fist, so he smashed what the Dragon God thought was flawed with one punch.
The current flying dragon that eats grass is the perfect dragon beast for the Dragon God.
"Then, you can turn soil into grass, so eating grass is equivalent to eating soil, perfect." Negris said angrily.
Now Ange has three godheads, and each godhead has a magic skill, the death halo of the immortal god, the beautiful fist of the beauty god, and the element conversion of the planting god, each of which is beyond imagination.
If there were rankings for the divine skills, the ones awakened by Ange would definitely rank among the top among all the divine skills, not even inferior to the conceiving of the Goddess of Harvest.
In the past, Negris thought staring at the conception was useless, but now he doesn't think so. He realizes that this magical skill is a population booster. With the goddess of harvest, the number of any species can quickly double.
If the Harvest Goddess is still alive, it will definitely invite her to Dragon Island at any cost, and stare at those giant dragons to live a married life.
I hope Lisa can steal the divine power of the Harvest Goddess, and it would be great if she can awaken the same magical power.
The grass flying dragon was imprisoned alone, and the other flying dragons rushed to the island in the middle of the lake, letting them live there temporarily.
Modifying the flaws of a flying dragon will not show any changes for the time being. The grass flying dragon needs to have children, pass on the modified bloodline, and expand its own ethnic group. Changes will not be seen until several generations later.
However, the bloodline of a single Grass Wyvern is passed down, and after one generation, all the Grass Flying Dragons will be its descendants. If they continue to mix blood, the bloodline will be diluted, and it's hard to say whether it will degenerate.
If the bloodlines were not to degenerate, Ange would have to modify a few more Grass Wyverns so that their offspring would pair up with each other. After a few generations, the bloodlines would be far apart, and the number would increase without worrying about close relatives.
While he was busy with his work, An Ge suddenly felt some throbbing in his heart, and suddenly raised his head to look south.
"What's wrong?" Negris asked quickly after noticing his abnormality.
An Ge didn't speak, and took out the Brass Book directly.
When his own body appeared on this plane, Negris also felt the throbbing: "Shenhuo? Someone ignited the Shenhuo?"
The igniting of the divine fire has a very strange mechanism, it seems that the gods of the entire plane can feel a throbbing.
Anger's God of Beauty and God of Planting were both ignited on the Danhai plane, so they were sensed by the Goddess of Salvation.
The first time I bumped into it, I thought it was a slag that had just ignited the god fire, but I didn't expect to crash into the god's nest.
The second time she learned the essence, she couldn't get out after being beaten to death.
Now, both Ange and Negris felt the throbbing, and someone ignited the fire.
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The Holy Court has entered the highest level of vigilance. The protective cover is opened, the space interference circle is opened, and all the teleportation circles cannot operate. Similarly, space magic such as flashes are all invalid.
All kinds of defensive equipment are opened, and all departments are fully armed and on standby. Unfortunately, ordinary people can't feel this throbbing, so they can only stand by in a daze, and even complain about the fuss and fuss of the high-level to toss them for no reason.
Some people simply don't understand that when bad luck strikes, business as usual is best.
Dyson looked at the supernatural power of his hands, and looked at the light and shadow behind Guliani in shock: "You, you..."
"Hehe, you fire thief who stole the letter fire is more hateful than us, isn't it?" Guliani said leisurely: "What is going on with the letter fire in your hand? Do you think you can hide it from me? ?”
"I, I, I..." Dyson hesitated, unable to speak.
Yes, the fire thief, the gods of light have disappeared for thousands of years, but for more than a thousand years, the church of light has been operating as usual, and the believers have devoted themselves devoutly. Couldn't it be possible to ignite a few flames of faith?
Of course it can, but it was stolen by Dyson and his predecessors. They have been parasitic in the Church of Light, but they claim to be fire robbers, and they have stolen all the fire seeds that can become gods and kept them for themselves.
Dyson also used the extra fire to plot against Harvey once.
It's a pity that they don't have the ability to ignite the fire of faith, and they can't realize the dream they have been pursuing-becoming a god.
However, looking at Zizizi's divine power, Dyson couldn't believe it, because Guliani helped him fulfill his dream and ignited his divine fire.
"You have two choices now, to be loyal to my lord, or to die." Guliani smiled when he said this, maintaining his always amiable image, but his words made him shudder.
Dyson looked at the phantom behind Guliani, knelt down slowly, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you the evil gods Anthony mentioned?"
"No, my lord is just a shadow of the light." Guliani twitched his cheeks, and thought to himself: Anthony made random excuses, but he got it right...
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